Cool Lyrics - Food & Liquor - Lupe Fiasco

Yeah... 

Yeah... 

Cool. 

Turn it up 

uh-huh. 

yeah. 

He came back 

In the same suit that he was buried in 

Similar to the one his grand father was married in 

Yes... he was still fresh to death 

bling, 2 ear-rings, a chain laying on his chest 

He still had it 'cause they couldn't find it 

And the bullets from his enemies sat like 2 inches behind it 

Smell the Hennesey from when his niggas got reminded 

and poured out liquor in his memory, he didn't mind it, But... 

He couldn't sip it fast enough 

So the liquor was just filling the casket up 

floating down by his feet was the letter from his sister 

Second Grade hand-writing simply read "I miss ya" 

Suit jacket pocket held his baby daughter's picture 

Right next to it one of his man's stuck a swisher 

He had a notion as he laid there soaking 

Saw that the latch was broken, he kicked his casket open 

and he... 

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This life goes passing you by 

It might go fast if you lie 

You go and you live then you die... 

O-oh-oh-ohh 

If life goes passing you by 

Don't cry 

If you breaking the rules 

Making your moves 

Paying your dues... 

Chasing the cool 

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Not at all nervous as he dug to the surface 

Tarnished gold chain is what he loosened up the earth with 

He used his mouth as a shovel to try and hollow it 

and when he couldn't dirt spit... swallowed it 

Working like a... hmm... reverse archaeologist 

Except... his buried treasure was sunshine 

So when some shined through a hole that he had drove 

it reflected off the gold and almost made son blind 

He grabbed on to some grass, he climbed 

Pulled himself up out of his own grave and looked at the time 

On the watch that had stopped 6 months after the shots 

That had got him in the box wringing Henny out his socks 

Figured it was hours because he wasn't older 

Used some flowers to brush the dirt up off his shoulders ... so. 

With a right hand that was all bones and no reason to stay 

Decided to walk home 

so he. 

This life goes passing you by 

It might go fast if you lie 

You go and you live then you die... 

O-oh-oh-ohh 

If life goes passing you by 

Don't cry 

If you breaking the rules 

Making your moves 

Paying your dues... 

Chasing the cool 

He begged for some change to get him on a train 

"Damn that nigga stank", is what they complained 

Tried to light the blunt but it burst into flames 

Caught the reflection in the window of what he became 

A long look... Wasn't shook, wasn't ashamed 

Matter fact only thing on his brain was brains... yeah 

And getting back in his lane, doing his thang 

First he had to find something to slang 

Next stop was his block 

It had the same cops 

Walked right past the same spot where he was shot 

Shocked that some little niggas tried to sell him rocks 

It just felt weird being on the opposite 

They figured that he wasn't from there 

so they pulled out and robbed him 

with the same gun they shot him with 

Put it to his head and said "You scared ain't you?" 

He said: "Hustler for death. No heaven for a gangsta." 

This life goes passing you by 

It might go fast if you lie 

You go and you live then you die... 

O-oh-oh-ohh 

If life goes passing you by 

Don't cry 

If you breaking the rules 

Making your moves 

Paying your dues... 

Chasing the cool.